While I watch you fall, I'll yank you in closer.
Leave a kiss dripping on your pout then twist the knife I planted so very early on.
Multiple contusions before you even realize what that sharp pain has always been.
The scar tissue alone will last for a very long time. If the wound ever heals. Too bad.
You were so naive to think I was ever telling the truth.
Or you simply didn't want to believe this smile could be so sinister.
These trusting hands could wring out the blood from your heart without a blink.
Without any thought, step over the carcass I left of the person I consumed.
Just to spit you out.
I'm not bragging or proud, but I'm very dangerous.
If you love yourself or even like yourself, you will stay far far away.